Clean Cupboards

It feels more like autumn that spring here in Mansfield, the fog hasn't lifted all day and there is a slight drizzle of rain. The logs on the fire are doing as much as they can to alleviate the coldness that has permeated these old bones of mine, bones which ache just a little more than usual after Mrs B decided today was the day we cleaned the cupboards! I tried to resist but she can be very forceful, so I conceded defeat and tried my best to be helpful.

It happens once every four or five years, Mrs B decides to take everything out of the cupboards, and then put it all back in a slightly different order. She would say that we actually discard things we no longer need, I would point to the fact that we have pyrex dishes that predate Fanny Craddock, pyrex that we never ever use...but it is all now clean and stacked very neatly for another twelve or fifteen years!

We did throw away some out of date spices and condiments but on the whole we still have enough bowls, jugs, pots, flan dishes (god knows the last time we actually had a flan) casseroles and assorted glassware to start our own branch of Spoils. Actually did Spoils go out of business - if they did it is because  we have their stock.

The shelves are all clean and the work surfaces are visible for a change - I never put anything away you see - I like to keep things handy.

We have three salt pots, one with Lo-Salt one with sea salt and one with normal salt.

We now have pepper pots too numerous to mention with white ground pepper, black ground pepper, black pepper corns, white pepper corns, rainbow pepper corns, Szechuan pepper corns and garlic pepper.

In fact, let me show how neat the cupboard looks now...

The newly sorted cupboard

Please note the huge jar of Marmite that belongs to Mrs B, whereas the cup-a-soups lurking behind it, and already untidy and out of place, are mine.

Oh well, a job done and my only dread is that she will suddenly get the urge to tidy the garage!

Have a nice Saturday and good luck if you are buying a ticket in the lottery - it's a rollover.

I know how it feels!